I’ve fought a lifelong battle with tact and diplomacy – which I am told one cannot survive without, in certain settings. It goes under the garb of etiquette, manners and emotional intelligence. I understand that things need to be put across in a manner others can relate to, without feeling devastated. I understand skimming … Continue reading Tactless
shape of receding shadows sharp glances thrown sideways heaviness of short breathing eloquent parting moments Tuesday Poetics
It was the last time that we were driving together to the beach. She had to catch a flight abroad on the next day, to pursue a course in photography. It meant separation. The path felt different. I felt trapped in my own life. Today is different, as I find my way to a yacht … Continue reading Sun N Shade
“Can junk inspire?” My artist husband smiled ruefully at seeing the new place we had shifted into. “Yeah, sure … if there is a story you can weave around it. Connect it to somebody’s life. Customize it to suit the audience. Recycle it several times over, and it should feel new every time. Use all … Continue reading Inspired
Ria walked through the dilapidated house with a grace that belied her age. She paused by the ornate French windows and smiled ruefully.
‘This place was designed by Angelo Del Vecchio. He billed by the minute, you know?’
She stepped out to the garden overrun by nettles and weeds.
‘I used to host tea parties here when I was a kid.’
She stopped outside the derelict solarium and choked back a sob.
‘What happened? It was so beautiful.’
‘Age and neglect, Madam.’
She ran a shriveled finger over her parched face.
‘Ah, yes!’
The once dream-girl walked away in silence.
Written in response to the picture prompt provided by Sandra Cook for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff – Fields. Please find other entries here.
Word Count: 100
Cyberspace never ceases to amaze, nor do different facets of the human mind. You tube meditation videos of different kinds make unseen, unknown worlds feel real. I came across one which made me travel on clouds, visualizing being in a pod with silk cushions inside. It asked me to step in and out of different … Continue reading Sanitization
reflections of a fast moving world I want to leave behind but find myself leading from the front In other words, mirror at Patricia's Place
enjoy speculation taciturn planets move eclipse watchers confabulate stories Colleen's # Weekly Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 95
‘This is scary. The world below looks so distant.” “Really? Have you looked above?” “No. What’s up there?” “The people on those seats have gradually disappeared. Now, what appears close to life?” Photo Challenge #224
